Colors – Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit

The Pigments on our skin separate more than blend.
Mr. ROY G. BIV refuses to mix with his teammates.

The Colors on the nations palette upend themselves turning

their backs on each other.
Using jewel encrusted spades I’m digging myself a new
space in which to be planted in order to bloom.
As I dig I hit diamonds ancestor black coal who tells
me my value.
Coal and diamonds. Each has a different value and worth.
What is mine? You answer. I obey.
I am an inmate within the institution. No longer worthy
of a human heart. I am an automaton programmed
to receive and absorb abuse, degradation, and hate.
Though the Masters have crushed my thinking heart
time and time again they have forgotten my neural cortex…
but I remember. I see. I plan my revenge. My escape.
The time has come for the slave masters to reap the
vengeance of the downtrodden.
We have taken up arms. We have hidden weapons within
our brain cells. The revolution is nigh.
Tonight we burn down the masters house and assume his rank
and position.

Diana and the Stag Maker: Joachim Friess (ca. 1579–1620, master 1610) Date: ca. 1620 — Diana and the Stag
Maker: Joachim Friess (ca. 1579–1620, master 1610)
Date: ca. 1620

You have spied out my beauty with smug self assurance.

Now I shall cast you to the dogs who will tear you

limb from limb leaving only cracked bloody bones

outside the palace gates.
Tonight the tables are turned and those once drones now become Queens and Kings.
Has not the word proclaimed that Ethiopia shall rise again?
Arise my Empress. My Queen and be received to your throne once again.

I am not a Stereotype

Stereotypes Hurt. No More Labels!!

Women of all colors, races, religions ethnic groups and nationalities face double jeopardy.

I will not be defined by the narrow conventions of your mangled mind.

Me and Patti LaBelle got a new attitude.

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I will not be typecast by the slant of my eyes, the color of my skin or country of origin.

I am a Woman of faith of dignity who demands and commands respect.

I refuse to suffer indignities of your racist sexist perversions.

I follow the laws of God as dictated by my belief system whatever it may be.

I am not an exotic playtoy or life size Barbie doll existing only to gratify, satisfy or fulfill your twisted sadistic carnal predilections.

I am not the one and today is not your day.

I will not be afraid and will not back down.

I am not a victim.

I am more than a survivor.

I am defiant.

You do not have license to ill.

My height, weight, shape do not delineate me as a loose woman or a hot number.

I am not your Ethiopian Chocolate Fantasy or submissive Asian delight found in the back covers of men’s magazines.

I am not your Indian Maiden with feathers in her hair or a sari wrapped around her waist.

If I’m a Lesbian nothing between your legs will make me straight and certainly does not impress me.

Whatever fever you got, be it Jungle Fever, Yellow Fever, Red Fever, Hot Spicy Latina Fever, I’m about to throw cold water all over it and knock you out cold. Get over yourself. You’re not all that and a bag of chips.

I choose who, when, where and if I will lay my body down.

I am the Goddess and only the worthy may gain access to the Temple. As Women we are called to maintain order in the Universe. Ladies ~ Realize your calling.

Ladies sexual abuse, workplace bullying and sexual harassment is the Elephant in the Room that everybody sees but fails to acknowledge its presence. Instead we step lightly around him hoping he will go away of his accord. Do not remain silent. Speak up. Speak out.